
Context
The aim of my project is to connect young art collectors and enthusiasts on a budget with the promising emerging artists whose work will most likely appreciate in value over time and who can benefit the most from a relatively small monthly fee. This service could be administered via several media, many of which might work in tandem, including: a monthly newsletter (whether electronic or print, or both); operating from a gallery space (perhaps beginning in a small unit in a well-known art district in New York and eventually expanding to other cities); from an office with little or no public display space with communication carried out by telephone, internet and/or newsletter; a monthly event where artists and subscribers meet in a new locale every time to interact and pick up the month’s artworks. In as much as this service works to connect art creators to art consumers, the client and audience are young and new artists, as well as art lovers on a limited budget, young collectors interested in starting a collection, curators hoping to connect these audiences, eventually even interior designers who’d like to connect their clients with young artists.In the beginning, the project will be very New York-centric, providing subscribers with relatively inexpensive original artworks by local artists selected by local curators and gallerists, all of whom will be compensated for their work, with a percentage of the fee going to fund the subscription service’s operating costs. Eventually the project can expand to cover other urban areas by creating a network of participating galleries and curators finding artists in cities throughout the country and further. Further down the road, still, the project could offer specific genres of subscription services to cater to collectors’ tastes (ie. photography, sculpture, painting, drawing, figurative, abstract, video, etc.). The appeal of this art subscription service is that for young art enthusiasts and curators starting out, the fee is much more affordable than buying directly from galleries and a rotating set of guest curators ensures the caliber of participating artists remains high. For artists joining the program it offers exposure to collectors just starting out, who may very well continue to purchase the artists’ work as their career evolves. Finally, the simplicity of the system offers a clear and approachable way into the art market for artists and collectors who may be unsure where to begin.
Things that inspire me: beautiful black and white films (like early Bergman, Jarmusch, Polanski), great mainstream cinema (like early Spielberg, Ridley Scott and Brian Synger, Howard Hawks, any and every Hitchcock movie), visual art (especially modern and contemporary), music (especially rap), riding my bike (basically everywhere), furniture design (again, mostly modern and contemporary).

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I recently reviewed the outstanding 1986 film Betty Blue by Jean-Jacques Beineix (known best for his post-French New Wave bellewether Diva). More epic than that work, Betty Blue (which I reviewed in its 3-hour director's cut) is both a curious product of the 80s and a fairly timeless love epic with all manner of classical tragic theme and Quixotic digressions. Beautifully composed, packed full of striking colors and elegant compositions, Beineix never loses our attention and interest during frequent asides about French essentialism and unexpected slapstick. Click here to read the whole review.

In his new film about the untrained post-impressionist painter Séraphine de Senlis (Yolande Moreau), director Martin Provost crafted a beautiful, fair and beautifully restrained portrait of the poor, troubled woman. Though she worked most of her life as a maid, Séraphine's work is now in the collections of some of the most important museum collections in the world. Séraphine balances the familiar biopic inclination towards excessive drama and embellished heroism with terrific restrained and a very honest portrayal of the painter's problematic actions. Throughout, Moreau invests the awkward but determined spinster with such organic warmth that even in her worst moments we can't help but feel for her. Click here to read my whole review.
In a recent edition of our weekly film discussion Blockbluster, Henry Stewart and I looked at Sam Raimi's recent return to the horror genre, Drag Me To Hell. Though we both enjoyed the film, its fairly offensive gender and racial politics were problematic. Meanwhile, it was an interesting, entertaining and supremely genre-literate exercise in class identity and anxiety, and seemed appropriate for a culture that seems paralized by the prospect of downward socio-economic mobility. Click here to read our whole discussion.
Last week the collective Arts in Bushwick threw a massive party, open studios and weekend-long festival, and I took the opportunity to interview two of the organizers about the event and the Bushwick arts scene. The Bushwick Open Studios & Arts Festival showcased the work of what is considered the latest of New York City's artist communities, and I was curious to understand how this new area would differ from similar places like Soho, the Lower East Side, Chelsea and Williamsburg. Click here to read the whole feature.
Last month I reviewed a production of Tennessee Williams' rarely-produced Vieux Carré at the Pearl Theatre. The production was adequate if a little uninspired, and did more to shed light on a terrific play that ought to be performed more frequently than it held succeeded in its own right. Still, the stage and lighting design were terrifically unusual, and a couple of actors kept the proceedings interesting. Mostly, the production seemed to be creating a tableau of Williams's work rather than turning the text into something new. Click here to read the whole review.
In an art review last month I took a critical eye to three artists with shows in Chelsea who seemed to be using the language, lingo and mode of address of pop culture to mount more or less successful critique of visual and mainstream art. And though I enjoyed Jonathan Monk's critique of Jeff Koons' inflated animals at Casey Kaplan (pictured) and Gosha Ostretsov's comic book-inspired installation at Claire Oliver, I felt that Phil Collins' participatory photography exhibition and pitch-perfect Mexican soap opera at Tanya Bonakdar Gallery was the most successful. Click here to read the whole review.


In a recent edition of my art column Wicked Artsy for The L Magazine, I wrote about two exhibitions that use clown-like figures to elicit sympathy and a kind of melancholic pity from viewers, rather than banking on their potential for creepiness. For Marnie Weber at Marc Jancou Contemporary, her ghost clowns are part of a feminist narrative about body politics and performance. With Nigel Cooke's exhibition at Andrea Rosen Gallery, we peer into an uneasy vision of the future where, after an apocalypse of sorts, the only remaining humans are gnomish clowns (as seen at right) who offer their artifacts in a nearly direct address to viewers. Read the whole article here.
